"I saw him again, walking down that same street. The street called Orange Grove on 42nd and Washington. It was sprinkling and he was wearing his usual black raincoat that went just below his knees. Pale skin and dark hair. The right jeans that fit his legs ever-so-nicely. His tall, masculine frame hidden underneath his clothes. The jet black glasses he wears and the white cane he brings with him. I knew he was blind. It was obvious."


Hey dudes. This is my first story and I hope you really enjoy it. I am going to be honest with you, I may not be able to post new chapters frequently, therefor, you wont see a new chapter until every 4 weeks or so. I am truly sorry, it's hard getting my hands on a computer now-a-days and I hope you wont be disappointed with me. Please enjoy this story about a man who can not see, a woman who finds interest in him and a beautiful-souled stranger named 'Chen.'

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